She Sees With Blind Eyes

by kai-foxflight

At thirteen, Hiashi kicked Hinata out of the house and the clan. At thirteen, Hinata was taken in by the Akatsuki. At thirteen, Hinata began her training with some of the most wanted criminals in the five nations. At thirteen, life actually began for Hinata. Now, all that is left is to live it. At thirteen, Hinata began living.

A/N So, here is a new story I wrote with nothing else to do in school. Should I continue?

Chapter 1

It was dark, even when she knew the sun should have been high in the sky. Not dark as in clouds covering the sun dark, but blackness, nothing visible. And that was when the memories came back.

The pain, searing pain that almost turned the blackness to red. The screams, hers of pain and her father's of anger. She almost did so again from the sheer force of the memories, but held it back. She knew she wasn't home anymore and she had no way of knowing what was around her. Anything she did could mean the end of her life.

And so little 12 year old Hinata held in the pain—of her eyes, her whole body, her banishment—and felt where she was. She could tell she was above the ground and, from the feel of her seat, probably in a tree. Good, she could stay hidden there.

Working quickly, she pulled out her spool of wire and cut multiple long strings. Infusing it with chakra to hold, she braided it tight, before wrapping the finished rope around her small frame and securing herself to the tree.

By the time she had finished, the sun was starting to set, but she didn't seem to notice or care. A search of her bag revealed bandages, much like the ones wrapped around her head. Feeling the ones on her face were wet and sadly knowing why, she replaced them with new, stashing the blood-soaked cloth away to clean at another time.

Not having anything else to do, Hinata wrapped her coat a little tighter and checked her wire rope before drifting off into a dream.

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Hidan strolled through the forest, a severed head in one hand and his scythe strapped to his back. He knew no one would dare attack him and if they did, they would be dealt with in a second.

So imagine his surprise when a figure jumped off a tree onto him. Oh, he was more than ready to kill the "fucking bastard." But when they didn't move, he became curious as to what they were doing and pushed the person off of him. When they didn't resist, it became a question of if they were alive or not. So he did what most would; he poked them with a stick.

The person, who he now realized was a petite girl with a "smoking body," didn't move, and Hidan leaned closer. Her eyes were covered with a red cloth and he barely noticed she was too pale to be normal. After removing the cloth, he opened an eye to see if she was actually awake. And promptly dropped the severed head.

For staring back at him was a Byakugan eye with three wheel-swirls. And it was moving.